Chapter 76: Hunting Geese All Day and Being Pecked by Geese

As the ghost gradually dissipated, a smile appeared on her face. She was no longer as enchanting and evil as before. Her face was as warm as spring and pleasing to the eye.

She slowly opened her mouth, her lips opened and closed, but no sound came out, and she just drifted away between heaven and earth.

But the scholar understood, it was a simple thank you.

Then he felt dizzy, the world spun around, and he fell backwards on his back, praying in his heart that there must be no stone where his head hit the ground.

Huang Feng had time to rush over to catch him, but it was really unbearable to let a man who had just sat on the grave and was about to eat maggot babies lean on his arms.

He chose to stand where he was, waved his hand, and held the scholar with his spiritual energy.

"Are you okay?" Huang Feng asked, but there was no response. He walked over and found that the guy had fallen asleep and was snoring slightly.

The spiritual energy penetrated into the scholar's body to investigate, and Huang Feng found that the scholar really had spiritual roots but no cultivation.

This also made him believe what Xu Jingshan said. The world is so big that some people can really get the Tao in one day, and some people can become Buddhas right away.

Although it seems that this "Tao" does not seem to remain in the scholar, it represents his potential.

"Interesting." Huang Feng became more and more curious about the Heart Lake.

Looking inward at the Heart Lake, the lake surface was as smooth as a mirror. He thought about it, and two bottles were immediately suspended on the lake, but the reflection in the lake was not the bottle, but two points of light, like stars in the sky.

Huang Feng was a little surprised. This kind of strange phenomenon only appeared after the second bottle appeared.

"I wonder if Li Motang and this scholar can communicate in their hearts." When he was thinking, his mind moved, and the two bottles in the lake suddenly lit up, emitting soft light.

Huang Feng could feel that Li Motang and the scholar had established a connection at this moment.

As his mind moved again, the light of the two bottles gradually dissipated and returned to normal.

"I am considered the administrator of the drifting bottle group, and my authority is dog?" Although there are only two bottles at present, he already feels a little floating.

But after regaining his composure, he could not help thinking too much. He was curious about how these people were connected to the Heart Lake, and where would the Heart Lake lead him?

The spiritual energy carried the scholar, and Huang Feng left the forest and walked onto the official road. On the way, he heard the scholar still preparing for the exam in his dream.

"Wake up!" Huang Feng did not let the scholar sleep for too long. He did not want to bring the scholar into the city like dragging a baby carriage.

The scholar was sleepy and thought he was in bed. He turned over and got up, and fell on his back with a plop.

Fortunately, he was originally low and did not get hurt. He looked up at Huang Feng, who was looking down at him, and found that he was very different from the saint he imagined.

The saint in his mind might be an old man with white hair and beard, a kind-looking old man, or a gentle and elegant middle-aged scholar.

And the man in front of him was more in line with the immortal in his mind, flawless, but lacking a bit of immortal style.

Just as he was hesitating about what to call her, Huang Feng said, "I'm not a saint, nor an immortal. My name is Huang Feng."

The scholar barely remembered something: "Just now in the forest, was it the young master who spoke in my heart?"

"It was me."

"My name is Nie Wenxuan, with the courtesy name Yuanzhi. I thank the young master Huang for saving my life." Nie Wenxuan quickly got up from the ground and bowed to thank him.

"Do you remember what happened just now?" Huang Feng asked.

"Specifically?" Nie Wenxuan recalled carefully, "I only remember that a woman invited me to eat noodles, and the young master asked me to ask her for a mirror. Later... on the grave... the young master threw a piece to me... Ugh!"

Probably remembering the true appearance of the bowl of noodles, Nie Wenxuan ran to the side and started vomiting. After vomiting, he touched his body and panicked: "The jade that the young master threw to me..."

"Don't worry, I got it back."

"That's good."

"Can't remember it anymore?"

Nie Wenxuan shook his head. It seemed that he really forgot that he could resolve the obsession of the female ghost with his words.

"Forget it if you want to." Huang Feng changed the question, "Do you know that you have spiritual roots?"

"Me?" Nie Wenxuan was surprised and seemed to be unaware.

"Do you want to be an immortal?"

"Yes, which mortal doesn't want to be an immortal?" Nie Wenxuan was very honest, but then he changed the subject, "But I want to be an official more."

This answer really surprised Huang Feng: "Is passing the imperial examination more important than asking for immortality?"

Nie Wenxuan felt that there was nothing to hide from his savior: "For me, yes!

My father is also very smart, but unfortunately there is no money in the family. My mother eloped with my father despite the opposition of the family and fled to Yuzhou to give birth to me.

When I was a child, my parents always praised me for my intelligence, saying that I was a seed of learning, and I would definitely become a great official and a good official loved by the people in the future!

Unfortunately, the officials in Yuzhou were not good officials. During the drought, they did not release grain, and colluded with local grain merchants to exploit the people.

The land was dry and grain could not be grown, so my father went hunting and collecting herbs as a handyman. Unexpectedly, he had an accident when he went up the mountain and fell off a cliff."

"Please accept my condolences." Huang Feng sighed.

Unexpectedly, Nie Wenxuan quickly said, "No, no, my father is not dead, he just broke a leg."

Huang Feng: "..."

Nie Wenxuan said seriously, "My father can't work, so my mother pawned the only jewelry he brought with him when he eloped with my father. They saved money to support my studies and let me go today.

They hope that I will become a good official loved by the people, so compared to becoming an immortal, I don't want to disappoint them."

Huang Feng felt a little complicated for a while, and didn't know whether to say that this kid was pedantic or to praise him for his gratitude and sincerity.

"But..." Unexpectedly, Nie Wenxuan suddenly gasped and asked cautiously, "Can't you be an official and cultivate immortality at the same time?"

Huang Feng felt like he was hunting geese all day long and was accidentally pecked in the eye by a goose. He was actually shaken by this kid.

Resisting the urge to kick Nie Wenxuan in the butt, he said angrily: "Follow me first."

It's not impossible to want both the Immortal Road and the official career, but he is not as clear as Li Motang about the relationship between Xianmen Academy and Daxia Court, as well as Daxia's attitude towards scholars with spiritual roots, so it is better to let her give advice.

On the way to Cangzhou, Huang Feng chatted casually: "You have never thought that if your parents knew that you had spiritual roots, they might not want you to be an official, and instead hope that you would become an immortal."

Nie Wenxuan answered honestly: "I have thought about it, but I think my parents still want me to be an official. Although my family is poor, my parents are very enthusiastic. If the neighbors are in trouble, I will help anyone who can."

My father said that his ambition when he was a child was to benefit more people. My mother said that it was her father's kindness that moved her, and that made her willing to run away with him at all costs.

I came up with my own name, Yuanzhi, because I wanted to inherit my father’s ambition when he was a child. Of course, this is also my ambition.

Although Young Master, you said that I have spiritual roots and can follow the path of immortality, and although I can become a powerful immortal and can benefit the people, I have grown up and can only study and become a good official. I have confidence, but becoming a monk, I’m not sure what I can achieve with my talent, and whether it’s really better than being a mere mortal. "